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Saturday, March 21, 2009

Hell Week

So I finished my SATs. I think they went well, although I will not know that for a fact until April 7th.

Now I am shifting my focus to Damn Yankees (school musical, in case you didn't read the previous post). The show opens in five days; I'm so excited!! Unfortunately, these few days leading up to opening night are commonly known as hell week. This is a time when we brush up our scenes, put on our costumes, and wait for the techies to fix the goddam microphones. It is a time of waiting around backstage in sweatpants, not bothering to even attempt doing homework. It is a time of baggy eyes and sleepy actors and late-night rehearsals. It's going to be a great show, though. I just know it.

In other recent news, Junior Prom is quickly approaching, and I still haven't decided what to do. I should probably go, because I am afraid that I'll look back on high school when I'm fifty and regret not going. But SHIT! I don't have a dress, and I don't have a date. I should probably ask someone ASAP, but I don't have the guts to do it. I've got someone in mind, but I'm too scared. Not scared that he'll say no, but scared that he's such a nice guy that he'll say yes even if he doesn't want to. Does that make sense? Oh god, I don't know what to do...

Thursday, March 12, 2009

My Sincere Apologies

I know I've been gone for a while. And I know that hundreds of loyal fans have been checking this page daily, desperately awaiting some more of my fabulously witty posts. I'm sorry.

It's been a little rough lately, so I thought I would give Blogger a one-month break. I've been occupied with the school musical, Damn Yankees, and I have rehearsal almost every day. I am also rehearsing for the annual theater competition at Ohlone College, which will take place the week after the musical. And I am also taking the SAT Reasoning Test in two days. My back and shoulders hurt from carrying my backpack. My head hurts from excessive school-related thinking. I have bags under my eyes and I stumble from class to class like a drunk zombie.

So as you can see, life has been a bit stressful. I hope you will forgive me for depriving you of your regular dose of Zoe.